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We had a relatively laid back holiday. Scott built a fire in the portable fire pit in mid-afternoon so that I could have a 'smore. I've been watching him and Cordelia make them in the evenings, when I can't eat such things, for weeks now, so I was pleased to get the chance. It was horrifically hot for a fire, though, so we were only out there as long as was necessary for safety.
We got carry out Chinese food for dinner because Cordelia's guest had had pizza too recently. Also, getting pizza would have meant me needing to scrounge for other food. Pizza cheese tends to make my reflux act up. Normal cheese doesn't, so I don't know if it's the blend or something they're adding on top (even though I tell them no seasonings but salt). Pizza after 2 p.m. is just not a wise thing for me.
I finished a reasonable draft of a second pinch hit for the Nonconathon. I'm still looking for a beta reader for it, but I think it will be acceptable without, just better with.
I have changed the sheets on our bed. The dirty sheets are washing. One of the new fitted sheets is seeing its first use (the second is still in packaging as it's easier to store that way).
I still need to deal with a few things in the kitchen before the cleaning lady comes. I'm going to do those in short bursts because it's very hot in there with no air movement at all. I just can't tolerate it long.
Cordelia's friend from middle school visited yesterday and stayed until quite late. They watched Marvel movies with Scott (he has a tradition of watching Captain America: The First Avenger every year on the 4th). Then, about 10, they went out with the friend's parents to drive around to see if they could spot any fireworks (this is apparently their family tradition). Cordelia got home about 11:40, so I got to bed after midnight.
The decreased dose of Halcion is leading to me waking more frequently in the night and having pretty constant anxiety dreams. I was still pretty exhausted when I got up at 9:00 and felt like I needed more sleep. I just also knew that I needed time for the pre-cleaning lady chores. I'll be seeing my psychiatrist next week, and I'll ask her about the Halcion. I think I sleep better with it, but I also know that it's the sort of thing that rings warning bells in doctor's heads when they see it on my medication list.
I'm also not sure that our school year schedule is something I'll ever be able to handle without sleeping medication. A single school night with me waking several times or spending a long time trying to fall asleep would leave me not functioning at even the necessary basic levels for the rest of the week.
Of course, maybe having the option to take something, after Scott and Cordelia leave, in order to sleep more might mitigate that.
My shoulder is doing better, pain-wise, but my elbow is doing worse. I'd prefer that it go the other way around, and I think the exercise that's helping the shoulder is aggravating the elbow. I'll see the PT person tomorrow. Maybe she'll have ideas for things I can do at home to help the elbow. I'm pretty sure that the exercises my doctor gave me last year are aimed at the wrong things because they all hurt a lot to do.
Cordelia did pass her written driver's ed test. She's done with the class section but still has four driving sessions left, one Saturday, one Sunday, and two the following weekend (Friday and Sunday). I think that's when we get the document that will let us get her permit. That requires an expedition to the Secretary of State's office out on Maple Rd. Getting there will be loads of fun and add extra stress to the week when we do it, but Scott can't be home for it, so it's me and Cordelia and the buses. Joy.
At least the week after her final driving session (as currently scheduled. They keep changing those on us) only has one medical appointment. That will make the extra trip out less burdensome.
I should set aside time this weekend to make sure we have all of the documentation that we'll need for the application. Nobody else will do it. I need her official birth certificate and social security card, her driver's education certificate, her yearbook and student i.d. (the yearbook is suggested as a proof of identity document), and proof of residency. It may be easier to prove my residency and then use the birth certificate to prove that I'm her mother.
She'll do her driving practice with Scott, mostly. I expect some with aunts and uncles when we're on vacation, but that might all be with Scott, too. Technically, she could drive with me as I'm licensed, but even if we had access to a second car, it would be a ridiculous idea. My lack of expertise would only make her more nervous because I wouldn't really be a safety net.
At some point between now and next May, she'll have to take a second class. I haven't scheduled it yet because I want to see what the choir calendar looks like. The second class is shorter and should be a lot easier to wedge into a school schedule.
I need to arrange to have some cash on hand so that using the A-Ride is actually feasible. The last time I used it, I needed exact change and couldn't use a credit card. That's a really huge burden on me because I almost never have cash and, if I do, usually have a twenty and no options for breaking it.
Back when I was using the A-Ride regularly, it was always a scramble to make sure I had the right money-- $3 for me each way plus $1.50 for Cordelia each way-- to be able to pay, even when we knew exactly when I'd need it. The prices haven't changed in the last five years, so there's that. There's an option for 'Scrip ticket,' but that's not defined in the handbook, and I suspect it's not something I can order online or even by phone which means a trip to wherever they sell it.
We got carry out Chinese food for dinner because Cordelia's guest had had pizza too recently. Also, getting pizza would have meant me needing to scrounge for other food. Pizza cheese tends to make my reflux act up. Normal cheese doesn't, so I don't know if it's the blend or something they're adding on top (even though I tell them no seasonings but salt). Pizza after 2 p.m. is just not a wise thing for me.
I finished a reasonable draft of a second pinch hit for the Nonconathon. I'm still looking for a beta reader for it, but I think it will be acceptable without, just better with.
I have changed the sheets on our bed. The dirty sheets are washing. One of the new fitted sheets is seeing its first use (the second is still in packaging as it's easier to store that way).
I still need to deal with a few things in the kitchen before the cleaning lady comes. I'm going to do those in short bursts because it's very hot in there with no air movement at all. I just can't tolerate it long.
Cordelia's friend from middle school visited yesterday and stayed until quite late. They watched Marvel movies with Scott (he has a tradition of watching Captain America: The First Avenger every year on the 4th). Then, about 10, they went out with the friend's parents to drive around to see if they could spot any fireworks (this is apparently their family tradition). Cordelia got home about 11:40, so I got to bed after midnight.
The decreased dose of Halcion is leading to me waking more frequently in the night and having pretty constant anxiety dreams. I was still pretty exhausted when I got up at 9:00 and felt like I needed more sleep. I just also knew that I needed time for the pre-cleaning lady chores. I'll be seeing my psychiatrist next week, and I'll ask her about the Halcion. I think I sleep better with it, but I also know that it's the sort of thing that rings warning bells in doctor's heads when they see it on my medication list.
I'm also not sure that our school year schedule is something I'll ever be able to handle without sleeping medication. A single school night with me waking several times or spending a long time trying to fall asleep would leave me not functioning at even the necessary basic levels for the rest of the week.
Of course, maybe having the option to take something, after Scott and Cordelia leave, in order to sleep more might mitigate that.
My shoulder is doing better, pain-wise, but my elbow is doing worse. I'd prefer that it go the other way around, and I think the exercise that's helping the shoulder is aggravating the elbow. I'll see the PT person tomorrow. Maybe she'll have ideas for things I can do at home to help the elbow. I'm pretty sure that the exercises my doctor gave me last year are aimed at the wrong things because they all hurt a lot to do.
Cordelia did pass her written driver's ed test. She's done with the class section but still has four driving sessions left, one Saturday, one Sunday, and two the following weekend (Friday and Sunday). I think that's when we get the document that will let us get her permit. That requires an expedition to the Secretary of State's office out on Maple Rd. Getting there will be loads of fun and add extra stress to the week when we do it, but Scott can't be home for it, so it's me and Cordelia and the buses. Joy.
At least the week after her final driving session (as currently scheduled. They keep changing those on us) only has one medical appointment. That will make the extra trip out less burdensome.
I should set aside time this weekend to make sure we have all of the documentation that we'll need for the application. Nobody else will do it. I need her official birth certificate and social security card, her driver's education certificate, her yearbook and student i.d. (the yearbook is suggested as a proof of identity document), and proof of residency. It may be easier to prove my residency and then use the birth certificate to prove that I'm her mother.
She'll do her driving practice with Scott, mostly. I expect some with aunts and uncles when we're on vacation, but that might all be with Scott, too. Technically, she could drive with me as I'm licensed, but even if we had access to a second car, it would be a ridiculous idea. My lack of expertise would only make her more nervous because I wouldn't really be a safety net.
At some point between now and next May, she'll have to take a second class. I haven't scheduled it yet because I want to see what the choir calendar looks like. The second class is shorter and should be a lot easier to wedge into a school schedule.
I need to arrange to have some cash on hand so that using the A-Ride is actually feasible. The last time I used it, I needed exact change and couldn't use a credit card. That's a really huge burden on me because I almost never have cash and, if I do, usually have a twenty and no options for breaking it.
Back when I was using the A-Ride regularly, it was always a scramble to make sure I had the right money-- $3 for me each way plus $1.50 for Cordelia each way-- to be able to pay, even when we knew exactly when I'd need it. The prices haven't changed in the last five years, so there's that. There's an option for 'Scrip ticket,' but that's not defined in the handbook, and I suspect it's not something I can order online or even by phone which means a trip to wherever they sell it.